Irresistible?

Part 3.

Meredith sighed as she stepped out of the shower. A draft of warm steam followed her out. Quickly she buzzed around the bathroom, her towel wrapped tightly around her body, trying to ready herself for work. It'd been three days since Derek started the stupid bet and she was horny. Her vibrator had helped a little but it was nothing compared to the real thing... especially the real thing with Derek. As Alex put it crudely, there was no screaming like a porno.

She'd been developing a way to get Derek to crack and nothing she came up with seemed adequate to do anything more than get him turned on. Usually she could work him easily but the lack of sex was messing with that part of her brain. "Mer," she heard Derek call. "I made breakfast."

"Coming!" she called. Opening the oak door to the bathroom, a cold draft hit her, making her shiver from the contrast in temperatures. Meredith quickly pulled on a pair of jeans and a lavender sweater before brushing her blonde hair out and leaving it to dry naturally.

She walked down the stairs, purse in hand, and walked into the kitchen. "Good morning," she said irritably.

"Good morning, sunshine," grinned Derek.

"Stop being so... smiley." She glared at him as she took a seat at the island.

"I'm sorry," he said sarcastically, walking up to her. He put a plate of eggs in front of her and captured her lips slowly, taking care to caress her tongue with his softly, elongating the soft, sensual kiss. She moaned as his soft, hungry lips broke away from hers. Now a stupid kiss could turn her on easily. Derek grinned at her slyly and walked away to clean up the kitchen.

"I was thinking we could stay at the trailer tonight," she suggested. "My shift doesn't start until one tomorrow."

"Alright," he nodded, thinking that some fresh air might help the lack of sex thing. She smiled at him sweetly, finished her breakfast, and they left together for work.

XXX

Meredith woke up to alarm clock blaring from the bedside table on Derek's side. "Derek," she moaned. "Turn it off."

"Got it," he sighed, relinquishing his hold on Meredith momentarily to slam his fist against the black box. It instantly shut off and he returned to holding his wife. "Good morning," Derek breathed against her neck.

"Good morning," she sighed, settling further into his warmth. The night at the trailer hadn't worked as well as either of them planned. Although there was plenty of fresh air, neither really accounted for the lack of space and the close proximity of any two people in the sardine can of a mobile home.

"We should get up," he suggested, unintentionally rubbing his morning wood against her plump bottom.

"We should."

"Hmm," he hummed, kissing the nape of her neck.

"I have to pee," she moaned, pushing him off. Getting up slowly, she shuffled towards the small bathroom. Lifting the lid she found the water level almost up to the brim.

"Derek!" she called irritably. "You clogged the toilet!"

"It broke," he called back. "I forgot to tell you. I need to get someone out here to fix it."

"What am I supposed to do? I need to pee," she whined.

"You'll just have to go outside in the bushes," he said, getting out of bed.

"Great," she muttered. Now I'm horny and I have to pee in the freaking woods."

"What was that?" called Derek amusedly.

"Nothing," replied Meredith, stepping out into the woods. She squatted down and did her business before running inside to get in the shower. In swift precision, they got ready and left for work.